Because of a Butterfly

      On this occasion, much like others in the past, I have wondered what made man want to keep reaching new heights in architecture. Was it after the discovery that human beings cannot reach new heights by flight? Of course, we reached those heights once the airplane was invented, but I am talking about the discovery that man could not soar using man-made wing-like contraptions (much to the disappointment of Leonardo Da Vinci). After that startling wake-up call, buildings kept getting taller and taller. They started building skyscrapers that touched the clouds so wonderfully it brought mankind to the once unspeakable thought that perhaps anything is possible.
     Sometimes I wonder if it was all because a child with a kite and a dream of soaring with the birds found out that his vision was unreachable. Maybe another child caught a butterfly and his mother yelled at him to let it go. Maybe, just maybe, that innocent face's mother yelled all the time and all he wanted, even though he was offered so many material items, was to be like that butterfly. He just wanted to be set free. Perhaps the child who wished to fly and the child who wished to feel freedom stream across his face like rays of sunshine became the men who started the never-ending competition of "who can build it taller?".
     Truthfully, my imagination is floating around the timeline of history when it comes to my thoughts on who started it all in the beginning. Well, whoever they were, they both had a dream. Most likely my story is only partially correct in that the men had broken childhoods, for everyone builds from the bottom up even in life, if you know what I mean. To think though, that whoever they were, that they were the architectural innovators that inspired the innovators of today is astounding. In the long run, they reached new heights and paved the way for others to do so as well. Through those others, their dreams continue to come true.
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What I am currently reading: Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck. I already starting reading the required novels for English I Honors even though it is only my first day of summer break because I actually want to enjoy my last summer before I start high school.
In other news: This post was something I wrote in my notebook on June 16. Happy Summer! Anyways, huh, I just realized that this girl from my gym class told me that I should write something about a butterfly and with out even thinking about what she said, that was what happened. I might as well title it "Because of a Butterfly." LOL, I think I might just do that.
Think about it: "Love vanished like an amateur magician. Everyone could see the trap door but me." ~from Phil Kaye and Sarah Kay's "When Love Arrives". This is one of my favorite poems and they are my favorite poets. I love it so much that I added it below!

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